Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to thee

1 Oppressed by sin, O Lord, to Thee
I come in my affliction:
O, full of pity, look on me,
Impart Thy benediction.
My sins are great, where shall I fell?
The blood of Jesus speaks for me;
For all our sins He carried.

2 Repentant at Thy feet I fall,
To Thy cross humbly clinging,
O Jesus, hear me when I call,
My wants before Thee bringing.
My trust is in Thy grace and power;
For all was finished in that hour,
When Thou didst make atonement.

3 When I approach Thine altar, Lord,
May I this comfort cherish,
That on the cross Thy blood was poured
For me, lest I should perish.
Thou didst for me God's law fulfill,
That holy joy my heart might thrill
When on Thy love I'm feasting.

4 Be Thou my shield 'gainst Satan's power,
Whene'er he would assail me;
The victor's crown, when come death's hour,
O let it never fail me!
Lord Jesus,Thou who savedst me,
My life I would devote to Thee,
To praise Thy name forever.

Source: The Lutheran Hymnary #102